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makurakotoba2016-02-22 10:43 pm
yahaba) wrote in makurakotoba2016-02-22 10:43 pm
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Yahaba + Kyoutani - Girls' first date.
[Smoothing down her dress, Yahaba checks herself in the mirror one last time. She's got her hair up and for once it's not for volleyball. A single strand curls out of her loose bun. She tucks it behind her ear, hoping it comes off as alluring rather than like she missed it and didn't want to redo her hair again.
She's not even sure why she bought this dress, but it's proving useful today. It's blue, the light kind that makes her hair look less mousey and more golden. The scoop neck gives an impression of cleavage and the loose short sleeves hide some of the tone in her arms, it finishes above her knees, making her legs look longer. Her shoes match her dress, a silver buckle keeping them secure. She snorts at her reflection.]
Kyoutani won't care.
[Even said aloud she doesn't entirely believe it. She's still surprised that she managed to convince Kyoutani to go out on a date date in the first place, rather than their usual joined hobby of settling in for a movie that's more of a tactile experience than cinematic.
She checks her makeup one last time and pulls her handbag over her shoulder. It's black. Not blue. She supposes she can't have everything.
With a sigh and a shake of her head, she makes her way down to the entrance of the apartment complex to wait for Kyoutani so they can go to the restaurant. It's not a long walk but she's glad that her shoes are an easier pair to walk in.]
She's not even sure why she bought this dress, but it's proving useful today. It's blue, the light kind that makes her hair look less mousey and more golden. The scoop neck gives an impression of cleavage and the loose short sleeves hide some of the tone in her arms, it finishes above her knees, making her legs look longer. Her shoes match her dress, a silver buckle keeping them secure. She snorts at her reflection.]
Kyoutani won't care.
[Even said aloud she doesn't entirely believe it. She's still surprised that she managed to convince Kyoutani to go out on a date date in the first place, rather than their usual joined hobby of settling in for a movie that's more of a tactile experience than cinematic.
She checks her makeup one last time and pulls her handbag over her shoulder. It's black. Not blue. She supposes she can't have everything.
With a sigh and a shake of her head, she makes her way down to the entrance of the apartment complex to wait for Kyoutani so they can go to the restaurant. It's not a long walk but she's glad that her shoes are an easier pair to walk in.]
uh, yes?? she has refined taste?? like totally?? just... not in girls. she likes her girls rough.
She releases her hand, but reluctantly, and takes a half step backwards to find a hint of Kyoutani's body heat as a member of the waitstaff asks if Yahaba made a booking and seats them.
She sets her handbag down at her feet and tries to smile nicely. She feels pretty stupid for how happy she is about doing this, despite the awkward air hanging over their date.]